I could literally feel the eyes of The Pit watching us down the hall with amusement right now, so it felt like closing his door at this particular moment would be a bad idea. Adam and I were still high from Arizona, there was hot adrenaline coursing through our bodies, and we wanted nothing more than to indulge our needs to touch, taste and lose ourselves in each other.
But with the big spotlight shining on me, all we could do was grin big at each other and react as professionally as possible to this news with the door wide open.
“I’m usually better at reading your bullshit,” I said, hands on my hips as I tsked at myself.
Adam laughed. “What can I say? I still have the advantage in that department.”
“What, bullshitting? I won’t argue that. You can keep that lead, I don’t want it,” I snorted, heading out of his office to confirm the grins of The Pit on us.
“You won’t be saying that when I sign clients out from under you with my bullshitting skills,” Adam called out the hall to me, prompting the chuckles and quick congratulations from the people nearest my desk.
I gave them the obligatory fuckin’ Adam eye roll as I grabbed my phone to text Adam. But he beat me to it.
ADAM: Speaking of bullshit
I suppressed the actual giggle I felt at the back of my th
roat.
AJ: I know. Are we going to have to get used to putting that act on every day?
ADAM: Probably
AJ: Fine by me as long as we even it out :)
ADAM: What do you suggest?
AJ: Lunch break at your house so you can fuck me over the kitchen counter
ADAM: Done. Though I should point out that we’ve made perfect use of the file room before
AJ: I know. But the file room is for quiet orgasms and that’s not what I want today
ADAM: Goddammit
ADAM: Exactly how hard are you trying to make me right now
I bit my grin back as the giggle made its way out of my lips.
Okay, so this secret dating thing was going to be torture, but at least it was going to be the fun kind. I already had a preview of how our future days at this office were going to look. Our offices were going to be farther apart now, and I was going to have fewer excuses to talk to him all the time, but it was more than doable given we could text.
It actually put a new spin to our relationship in the office.
ADAM: How the fuck could you do this to me right now AJ
I snorted when I got that 11AM text from Adam.
I knew he was on his way to a meeting, so I decided to piss him off by sending him the picture I’d just taken in the bathroom—just a selfie with my shirt unbuttoned and the cups of my bra pulled down.
It was timed to torment him just the right amount before we met up for lunch.
ADAM: I’m going straight from the meeting to my house. I want you fully naked over my counter by the time I walk in
AJ: You’re not the boss of me anymore
I grinned to myself, because I could imagine the way his jaw was clenching in his car right now.
ADAM: How hard are you trying to get me to fuck you?